?<strong>Chapter 1090:</strong>


    For two days, Susan worked remotely but kept a close watch on Docie’s progress. Once she noticed that Docie had learned enough in the raw materials department, she transferred her to the project department.


    This department was vital, managing the group’s development goals, resource allocation, and project execution. On her second day in the project department, Docie was assigned a task involving coborations with the group’s product ambassadors.


    The team believed that securing a particr celebrity as the face of their new product line could significantly boost the brand’s benefits. However, this celebrity had only worked with international brands before and showed no interest in coborating with the Riggs Group.


    Despite this, the group wanted to attempt negotiations. Since the project was non-urgent and had a flexible timeline, the department head considered it an ideal practice assignment for Docie. Any failure would result in minimal losses.


    Once Docie understood the project, she was determined to seed. With her prior experience working with raw material suppliers, she felt confident in her abilities.


    Luck was on her side. Shortly after starting the project, she came across a blurry photo of the celebrity entering a high-end restaurant, posted by a fan.


    The fan’s IP address revealed the location to be Ansport. Wasting no time, Docie pinpointed the restaurant and took a taxi there.


    At the restaurant, she greeted the waiter warmly but declined his offer of assistance.


    “Thanks, but I’m waiting for a friend. She hasn’t responded to my message yet, so I’m not sure if she’ll show up…” Docie’s innocent demeanor and casual sweatshirt made her story believable.


    The waiter nodded politely and left.


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    Docie’s attention shifted to the private dining area across the restaurant.


    Considering the celebrity’s wealth and need for privacy, Docie assumed she would be in one of the private rooms. Observing the staff, she waited until they were distracted before making her way toward the area.


    As she strolled down the corridor of private rooms, she noticed a waiter approaching. Maintaining herposure, she acted as though she were a guest from one of the rooms.


    The waiter, unsuspecting, stepped aside respectfully and continued on his way after she passed.


    Scanning the opulent rooms, Docie wondered when the celebrity might emerge. Suddenly, loud, rowdy voices echoed from around the corner.


    Turning, she saw a group of rich men heading her way, clearly drunk.


    The man in the center was short, thin, and wore a thick chain around his neck.


    Though the ne was stylish and expensive, the man’s overall demeanor diminished its elegance. Docie instinctively moved aside to avoid the group, the overpowering scent of alcohol making her uneasy. However, the man with the chain immediately noticed her.


    “Hey, check out this pretty girl,” he said, his eyes lighting up. Pushing his friends aside, he stepped in front of Docie.


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